Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara

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On the battlefield, Madara, Kyosuke, and Hashirama stood side by side.

"It seems the enemy is finally at the end of their rope," Kyosuke said, rolling his neck. Deep down, he couldn't deny that Black Zetsu's methods were truly remarkable.

Silently and without warning, the seemingly insurmountable problem that neither the Uchiha nor the Hyuga clans could solve together had been effortlessly resolved.

In the past, the Tsukigakure Clan had always employed a dispersed strategy, relentlessly expanding the battlefield.

To put it plainly, they relied on overwhelming numbers to exploit their opponent's lack of manpower.

This forced everyone into a state of exhaustion, particularly Kyosuke, who, with his exceptional mobility, had been running from one hotspot to another like a firefighter, extinguishing flames wherever they arose.

But now, the enemy's puppet army had dwindled sharply in numbers, forcing them to concentrate their forces in one location.

This shift finally gave the three warriors the chance to join forces against their foe.

In the distance, a familiar rumbling echoed. The thunderous roar signaled the approach of the puppet army, pouring in like an unstoppable tide.

"The usual plan?" Madara tilted his head slightly, a faint smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

Despite the grim situation, he couldn't suppress the pleasure of fighting alongside his comrades.

For Madara, it was a rare and treasured feeling, one that made him realize that, apart from his younger brother, there were other things in this world worth cherishing.

"Leave it to me." Hashirama nodded firmly and, under countless watchful eyes, stepped to the front of the group.

"Senju Hashirama," Hyuga Tenjin murmured softly to the two beside him. "Pay close attention to him. He's the opponent you'll need to surpass one day."

Next to him, Hyuga Yayoi responded with a nod but didn't take her clan leader's words to heart.

She knew Tenjin wasn't addressing her; his advice was meant for the young man standing beside her—Hyuga Kosuke.

"I understand, Father," Kosuke replied, his tone calm but his gaze brimming with pride.

He had learned of the existence of the Tenseigan and, based on the information discovered on the moon, understood that its power far surpassed that of the Sharingan.

Kosuke firmly believed that one day, he would surpass the individuals standing before him. [P.s: Hahaha, Ignorant Fool.]

Yayoi's lips tightened as she looked at the young man's determined profile. Her gaze grew unfocused, as if lost in thought.

That peculiar look in her eyes was strikingly similar to the one Kyosuke had when he looked at Uchiha Kaijun.

At the forefront of the group, Hashirama took a deep breath.

Guiding his spiritual energy, his entire body became enveloped in a faint purple chakra glow.

Even from a distance of more than ten meters, everyone could feel the powerful gusts of air created by the surge of chakra.

"This guy…" Madara couldn't help but shake his head.

Every time he thought he had made significant progress, Hashirama would immediately unleash an equivalent level of power in return.

To manifest chakra in such a tangible form without employing any ninjutsu—any experienced ninja would immediately understand the profound significance of this feat.

"Fall to the ground, sinners!" Hashirama clapped his hands together with a resounding snap.

The terrifying effects of his ninjutsu caused the ground for several kilometers ahead to tremble slightly.

Wood Release Secret Technique: Nativity of a World of Trees!

In an instant, Hashirama created an entire forest in the distance.

Towering trees, each tens of meters tall, stretched toward the sky, easily reaching the puppets flying overhead.

Even before direct contact, the enemy had already suffered significant losses.

"None of you will pass through here today!" Hashirama declared with the imposing demeanor of a legendary warrior.

But before he could finish his proclamation, a group of puppets leaped effortlessly through the gaps between the trees.

Hashirama: (︿)

Madara: "…What a fool."

Brandishing his war fan, Uchiha Madara charged forward with great speed, using the fan as a shield to block the oncoming barrage of green energy projectiles.

Once he had gathered enough energy, he

leaped high into the air and, with a cold smirk, swung the fan in his hand.

Uchiha Return!

A raging shockwave erupted in all directions, instantly engulfing a large swarm of human puppets within its range.

Fighting airborne enemies proved troublesome, even for powerhouses like Hashirama and Madara, who had to exert three to four times their usual effort to contend with them.

However, for Kyosuke, aerial combat seemed to pose no such challenges.

Flapping the wings bestowed upon him by the cursed seal, he aimed at the enemy formation and unfurled a scroll containing custom-made kunai.

The puppeteer, hidden in the rear, suddenly noticed a barrage of kunai raining down on their puppet army.

"That style..."

"Not good! It's Uchiha Kyosuke!"

Unfortunately, by the time they realized the danger, it was already too late to evade or escape.

Activating his Mangekyō Sharingan, the spiritual energy spheres within the puppets were clearly reflected in his eyes.

Using the Flying Thunder God Technique, Kyosuke teleported behind one of the puppets. With a swift thrust of his Kusanagi Sword, he brought it down effortlessly.

[System Notification: Successfully killed a Tsukigakure Puppet. Gained 116 points.]

"Tsk, another weak puppet."

Before his voice could fade, Kyosuke had already closed in on another puppet. With a sharp thrust of his Chidori Sharp Spear, he pierced through its head with ease.

[System Notification: Successfully killed a Tsukigakure Puppet. Gained 88 points.]

"Damn, is my luck this bad today?!"

Unlike Namikaze Minato, Kyosuke lacked the godlike reflexes to eliminate dozens of enemies in an instant.

However, he had his own methods.

If efficiency fell short, then he would make up for it with sheer numbers.

Shadow Clone Jutsu!

Five shadow clones appeared simultaneously, each utilizing the Flying Thunder God Technique.

While they couldn't match Minato at his peak, they were more than sufficient to handle these puppets.

[System Notification: Successfully killed a Moonshadow Puppet. Gained 65 points.]

[System Notification: Successfully killed a Moonshadow Puppet. Gained 39 points.]

[System Notification: Successfully killed a Moonshadow Puppet. Gained 404 points.]

"Phew! Finally found a big one," Kyosuke remarked, visibly relieved.

The quality of the enemy puppets was highly inconsistent. Most of them couldn't even match the level of a genin.

While their combined strength could be overwhelming, individually, they were no match for Kyosuke. Correspondingly, the points they awarded were meager.

As Hashirama worked to prevent the enemy forces from regrouping, Madara fended off waves of energy attacks, while Kyosuke systematically eliminated clusters of puppets.

The three worked in perfect harmony, delivering a magnificent spectacle for everyone to witness.

"Truly, the younger generation is formidable," murmured Fūma Yukishi from afar, his gaze flickering as though he was secretly contemplating some idea.

On the other side, Hyūga Tenjin no longer felt the same certainty as before.

Even if his son could awaken the Tenseigan, would it truly guarantee surpassing the three before him?

"Damn it. How did so many prodigies suddenly appear at once?" As one of the most outstanding warriors of the older generation, Hyūga Tenjin suddenly felt an unsettling sense that he was being left behind by the times.

While he silently reflected, his expression abruptly changed. His Byakugan locked onto a certain point ahead, his focus unshakable.

In that direction, a terrifying presence was rapidly approaching.

It wasn't just him; Kyosuke and the others also sensed that something was amiss.

The three exchanged glances and quickly regrouped.

"The main player has finally shown up," Kyosuke murmured to himself.

Far in the distance, a figure sped toward them.

His eyes radiated a dazzling pale blue light, revealing the identity of the enemy—

Ōtsutsuki Sugito, the wielder of the Tenseigan.

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